Why Doctors Have Illegible Handwriting

Doctors have atrocious penmanship because nobody will notice when they misspell the very long names of generic prescriptions. The brand name prescriptions are much easier to spell, yet nobody can afford them. Insurance companies rarely pay for a brand name drug when a generic alternative is available. You might think you have excellent health insurance coverage, until you have to use it. People have health insurance to protect themselves, but insurance is big business. Bean-counting fools that aren't even doctors are making life-altering decisions. When choosing your health insurance, be afraid. Be very afraid.

In Memory of the Victims of 9/11/01

I dedicate my blog to you. You are sorely missed by your loved ones and friends. You'll remain in our hearts forever!

A Beautiful Day, Weatherwise at Least.

Today was the worst day of my life. CVS, the worst pharmacy on the planet, refused to honor my drug coupons. They tried to charge me over $200 for my anti-seizure medication, when I had a coupon for $25. They tried to say it wasn't the same drug. (Of course, it was). It would be cheaper to have a seizure. I don't know what I'm going to do now. But that wasn't even the worst part of my day. The worst part was when I tried out a job in telephone sales, which pays nothing unless you make a sale, which is impossible. I spent hours listening to "how to get past a gatekeeper, how to sell to a lawyer, blah, blah, blah." I didn't get any writing done, and I feel guilty, like I wasted the beautiful weather on this precious day doing something terrible. On the bright side, I was able to walk a short distance outside, with my physical therapist, without the wheelchair. That's what I'm going to focus on.

All's Well That Ends Well

At last, the reason I didn't find an apartment: I was out of a job. The company I had worked for went out of business, and I collected unemployment until I found my next job. Had I moved, I wouldn't have been able to afford the massive rent increase. The baboon also lost his job, and got evicted. My new neighbors were much more considerate. It all worked out for the best.

Running Out of Time

I feel like giving up on my search for the perfect apartment. I don’t feel like watching Craigslist. I feel like closing my e-mail. If I never hear from another broker again, it will be too soon. I saw a few ads yesterday, and I still haven’t called. Something inside is stopping me. Maybe it’s the summer cold that I caught by being trapped, wearing only one layer, on an air-conditioned, 40 degree below zero, cross-town bus, that had to detour because a car blew up on 67th street in the middle of Central Park. (What were the odds?). Maybe fear of the economy. My favorite Tasti-d- Lite closed yesterday. All of those lovely people who actually cared about customer service showed up for work to find a stone-faced bean counter who ordered them to close up shop. I gave my phone number to the manager who’d been kind to me, offering a reference. I wished I could do more. This hit me hard. It could happen to anyone. New York has always been the city where dreams come true. People come here from all over the world, hoping to find their miracle. I was one of those optimists. I’m trying to stay strong. All my friends said I was crazy to move to New York. I ignored them. They say I’m crazy to remain. I ignore them. I don’t know what it is, but something in my gut is keeping me from doing anything in furtherance of getting an apartment. I’m sick and tired, literally and figuratively. Last time, getting an apartment was so easy and this time. . . There must be a reason why I haven’t yet found an apartment. I pray it’s nothing bad. I only wish I knew. The only thing I know-I’m running out of time.

Quote of the Day

"18 years ago the USA had Steve Jobs, Bob Hope & Johnny Cash. Now they have no Jobs, no Hope, and no Cash."

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